Chapter 322: The Battle of Tokyo 11

"Little worm, your archery skills are good, no wonder the general is appreciating you." 言*情*首*发【Fengyun Novel Reading Network baoliny】匕匕發Ыqi." Zhang, who was tall and bearded, shouted excitedly.

You are the little worm, your whole family is a little worm Cheng Jiao rolled his eyes, didn't look at Zhang, his eyes were staring ahead, he didn't know how many times he complained about this sentence, but he couldn't beat Zhang, so he could only refute it in his stomach.

As he spoke, he shot an arrow with a strong bow full of two stones, but he saw that sixty paces away, a cavalryman of the Jin Army wearing heavy armor was shot through the door, and he immediately fell down with his face on his back, and his body was still hanging on his horse.

"Not bad, not bad, the kung fu of 100 steps through Yang is good, look at Lao Tzu." Zhang laughed, spotted a cavalryman, and shot an arrow.

Arrows, bows, positions, and arrows were released in one go, and the arrows cut through the smoke of the battlefield like meteors, and the arrows staggered like locusts in the battle with each other, and the arrows accurately ordered the cavalryman, and the arrows pierced through the left eye, without even having a chance to snort.

"You're pretty good, too." Cheng Jiao pouted, unconvinced.

Some of the Jin cavalry simply dismounted and drove some of Ali Xi to fight. These Ali Xi who accompanied the army were responsible for logistical support, and the regular soldiers died in battle before they were temporarily replaced, and they were driven by the regular soldiers, without any right to choose, and their lives did not belong to them, so they could only fight hard. Of course, not everyone can drive them, every Meng'an is different and even Mouke is different, only their Sumire can command them.

When those dismounted soldiers came, the truly tragic hand-to-hand combat began, screaming, mutilated limbs, broken arms, blood, human heads, and the dividing line between the two wings of the entire battlefield was filled with shocking and disgusting tragic scenes.

The position where Cheng Jiao and Zhang are located is also in the wind and rain, they are not afraid of heavy cavalry, but they are worried about the footsteps. There were not many Ali Xi of the Jin army, and there were not many cavalry who dismounted to fight, but it was enough for the Song soldiers to be unable to shoot arrows.

The entire eastern cordon, there were hundreds of Ali Xi harassing them, many spearmen and sword soldiers fell into a bitter battle, and the crossbowmen also had to fight with their swords.

The crossbowmen of the Song army are not professional themselves, they are all equipped with protective curved knives, wearing light iron armor or leather armor weighing more than ten catties, and have a certain protective ability, and they are still sure to deal with Ali Xi, who is not too well-equipped, but it is too difficult to face the cavalry in close combat.

It was a coincidence, and it was also very unlucky, Cheng Jiao and Zhang met the dismounted cavalry and the accompanying army Ali Xi, it was really the life of the people, they had to draw their swords and fight. Fortunately, both of them are tall, especially Zhang is more powerful, and the cooperation between the two of them is not weak.

"Worm, protect behind me." Zhang held a ring-headed curved knife in his hand, glared angrily at the two Ali Xi who rushed over, and he directly handed his back to the robe.

But when he shouted, his sword fell, and he slashed down two Alixi in leather armor, and when he was in the mood for killing, a cavalryman wearing heavy armor and an iron bag with horns on his head picked up a mace and rushed towards him.

The battle continued, and the key to victory or defeat was no longer in the military formation, but in Wang Xiu's troops, whose combat effectiveness was not as good as that of the Jin army, but the tenacious spirit had already been cultivated, and they gritted their teeth to withstand the onslaught of the Jin army, and completed the outflanking for the northern wing horse team.

Wang Xiu wielded a horse lance and killed a Jin Jun Mou Ke Jin, which was not an easy task for him, he was already exhausted, and his endurance was also extreme. The difference between dignity and inferiority on the battlefield is very small, especially in the melee, even the guards are difficult to protect the commander, and they can only rely on their own hard work to fight for a glimmer of life.

A black-armored Jin army general galloped over, and it was straight to him, because his position was where the command banner was, and the Jin army general, who had experienced a hundred battles, naturally understood the truth that the thief captured the king first.

He is not a bad breed, everyone is running to him, he should not fight, he can only weaken his momentum, so that the surrounding officials are discouraged, and the consequences of discouragement are unbearable, he gritted his teeth and rode his horse to meet him.

Gao Sheng's face was grim, the tip of the big gun was forward, and the general of the Song army who was facing him was already a must-kill person in his eyes.

The two horses are staggered, Wang Xiu wields the horse lance and slashes directly, Gao Sheng picks it with a big gun, and wants to set aside the horse lance to assassinate him, the two of them feel sour at the same time, almost evenly matched, and they cautiously look at each other, but their hearts are like a hammer.

Why are the enemies in front of them so kind-faced, and a figure is shaking out of each other's hearts.

The heavy cavalry dismounted, as long as the balance of the whole body was maintained, the combat effectiveness was also quite strong, and the whole body was wrapped in iron armor like an iron man, and it was difficult for ordinary swords to penetrate the iron armor.

The simple self-defense equipment of the Song army's crossbowmen had almost no possibility of victory, either to flee quickly, or to die tragically under the mace.

But see, the mace smashed down with a whirring wind, and Zhang raised the knife to meet it, but when he heard the sound of "bump", he was numb from the shock, and he retreated three steps in a row, and Cheng Jiao, who hit him, also took three or four steps back, but saw that the blade of the steel curved knife in his hand had been cut out of a gap, and he couldn't help shouting, "What a lot of strength." ”

This sentence is pure nonsense, if it weren't for his strength and burly figure, he wouldn't be wearing more than fifty pounds of iron armor and holding a heavy mace.

There are not many Jurchens, and it can even be said that the population is sparse, and the Jurchen warriors in their entire army are only about 100,000 people, and the others are Xi people, Khitans, and Han people, and the Jurchen cavalry who can take the forward, which one is not out of the sea of blood, whether it is strength or fighting, it is quite outstanding.

Otherwise, why did they defeat the strong with the weak, often fighting tens of thousands with thousands, and 100,000 against 100,000, and forcibly destroying the Khitan with a million-strong army. is to think, the 100,000-strong army of the seed master Dao and Yao Gu rescued Taiyuan, and there were only 20,000 people in the Lou room; In the second rescue of Taiyuan, Li Gang controlled more than 200,000 people, and the Jin army only had 40,000. The victory of the war produced excellent commanders, and the soldiers of Gao Suzhì were also the key to victory.

But I saw that the Jurchen cavalry was smiling, waving their maces and smashing them again, and there were two Ali Xi behind them who took advantage of the fire to rob, forcing one left and one right.

Zhang is not a bad breed, he was stimulated with pride, and he roared and waved his knife to meet the battle.

Cheng Jiao saw Zhang fighting with the three of them alone, and it was estimated that he would be cut to the ground in a few clicks, and he couldn't retreat anymore, so he also roared and waved his knife and rushed away.

The five of them had a good melee, Cheng Jiao and Zhang tried their best to avoid confrontation with the Jurchen cavalry, but fortunately, the cavalry armor was heavy and the rotation was not flexible, they were wearing light archery armor, and they were quite agile in dodging.

After a few rounds, Cheng Jiao put down the two Ali Xi, no way, these Ali Xi are usually in charge of logistics, which is the opponent of the regular soldiers.

When the two Ali Xi were killed, the Jurchen cavalry seemed to be alone, and the other Ali Xi and the cavalry had their own busy work, and they all fell into a melee, how could they care about the life and death of others.

"Worm, shoot him with a bow and arrow." Zhang roared angrily, almost supporting himself. They fought against a cavalry, it should be said that they took advantage of it, but the weapons were heavy, the armor was well-armoured, and he could not cut through the opponent's armor with a few swords, so he decided to resist the mace alone.

Cheng Jiao had already moved the idea of shooting with a bow and arrow, since Zhang said that he would not grind, he immediately took three steps back, took off the black lacquer bow at a very fast speed, quickly pulled out the arrow, stretched the bow and pulled the arrow, jumped forward, and aimed at the Jurchen cavalry is an arrow, and the whole action was done in one go, like flowing water.

Zhang gritted his teeth and fought to the death, the knife in his hand was broken, and when he saw the other party pick up the heavy mace again, all thoughts were suddenly burned. He's damn unlucky, he actually had a hard fight with the heavy cavalry who dismounted, and it would be good to have an iron axe in his hand, at least a horse chopping knife and a chance of winning, and he would never be an archer in the next life

When he was almost desperate, but in a flash, the Jurchen cavalry fell to the ground like the body of an iron tower.

"The worm is good at archery."

The arrow was impartial, just piercing the opponent's right eye, such a close distance, the angry shot of the two strong bows, the arrow had already reached the back of the skull, and people didn't even have a chance to snort, and the Daluo Immortal couldn't live.

"Brother, let's go quickly, let's meet everyone." Cheng Jiao shot the Jurchen cavalry, and saw that there were a few more Ali Xi, he didn't want to fight alone, it was not a hero, but a fool. Of course, he didn't care about greeting Zhang's family.

As the entire military formation continued to change, the Jin army continued to exert pressure, and the external alert troops also began to retreat, and they joined the circle formation one after another to protect themselves. In close combat, the archers suffer very much, they cannot hold on to the enemy, a temporary retreat is not equal to failure, a round formation is the nightmare of the Jin army, and the archers can exert their maximum combat effectiveness under the protection of big names and spears.

After Cheng Jiao was in charge of the break, he continued to shoot the approaching Ali Xi with a bow and arrow, he was superb in archery, and even omitted aiming, killing one person with one arrow, at least five or six people.

Ali Xi, who came with him, was very afraid of his archery skills, and didn't dare to approach too much, but just used side cards to protect himself and follow up unhurriedly.

The alert troops withdrew into each circle formation, and the number of people they killed was not much, after all, everyone has a bow and crossbow, and those Ali Xi are not fools, they can not force people to be anxious, and the bow and arrow are okay to say, if they are to be targeted by a strong crossbow, they will definitely not die.

said that Wang Xiu was passing by on the wrong horse, and his heart flashed with a person named Gao Fifth Brother. He turned the horse's head, rode the horse to impact and slash again, the strength of the hand was not weak, it was still killed according to one blow, but the mouth shouted "But the fifth brother Gao" Gao Sheng's eyes lit up, and his eyes shimmered, but he was the same as Wang Xiu, his hand was not humble at all, and he stabbed Wang Xiu in the lower abdomen, and also shouted "Wang Dalang" Speaking kung fu, the two crossed blades, and they both understood that the other party did not leave any hands, because this is not a restaurant, but a battlefield of life and death, when the wrong horse passed, the two looked at each other deeply